Once we got back to the house it was dinner time. Grandma and grandpa took us all out to Maaemo in Olso. Travis tried to pay but grandpa would let him.
"Liv can I talk to you." Olive said walking into the house.
"Yeah, what do you want to talk about."
"Um...I just wanted to say I'm sorry about what I said earlier, I just want you to know I would never use that on you. I just fuck-"
"Liv, stop. I know your sorry. You were sorry the second you said it. You don't have to be, yeah you said something you didn't mean. And you were scared. But just so you know I would never, and I mean never, put you in danger. Ok?"
"Yeah, ok" she said sadly as I pulled her in for a hug.
"Now forget about it, it's all in the past. You can't change the past, you can only change the future." I said pulling away.
"Watch me" she said and laughed.
------------------------------------------------------------It was the next day, I didn't feel like practicing today but Trevis got me out of bed."Let's go. Come on." He said turning the lights on.
"Noooo. Turn the fucking lights off before I kill your ass." Trevis chuckled.
"You can't kill me if your not up. Lets go I will get you your dunkin after practice. I'll be in the sim room waiting for you. You have 5 minutes." He said leaving the room.
I got up and went to my closet and change into nude sports bra and nude sweatpants.
I run down stairs and slip on my berks. And run out the door to the track and slipping into my racing shoes and go to out sim racing room.
An hour later Trevis actually says something that's not related to racing. "Hey do you wanna stop and go get dunkin now."
"Do you have to really ask that." I say finishing the track. And turning off the sim racing system. I get up and walk out of the room to the locker room. And slip out of my racing shoes to my berks.
"Ok let's go. We will wake up olive when we are back." I say walking throws the driveway.
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When we get home after a lot time because the damn line at Dunkin was so long. I go upstairs and wake up olive."Hey shit head wake up, there's Dunkin downstairs. We're going shopping today so get ready fast, we are living in..." I look at my watch. "45 minutes, so get your ass up and let's go."
I ran back downstairs and sit down at the kitchen island waiting for grandma and olive to be ready to leave.
"Hey, Trevis. You um... You gonna come with us?"
"Yeah I need somethings at the mall anyways. Hey, can you text lando to see if him, arthur, Charles, and George when they are gonna be here"
"Wait like f1 lando?"
"Yes, I thought it would be nice to have you meet them especially Arthur since you are gonna be in f2 this coming year"
"I'm ready!" Olive says coming down the stairs.
"We have to wait for grandma" I say setting down trevis' phone.
A few minutes later grandma and Jersey both come down together.
"Hey, is it okay if you sister comes with dear?"
"Gram, it's your car. You bring whoever you want to bring." I say getting up and walking with everyone to the door.
Once we arrive at the mall, me and olive split from the rest of the group. I think grams and jersey stayed together and trevis when his own way.
"Oh, my, gosh. Look at that hottie over there" olive says pointing at someone.
"Girl don't point" I say pushing down her hand.
Obviously because olive doesn't know how to speak Norwegian, this..is gonna be very interesting.
"Ollie, if you draw attention to us I swear. I will have you on the first plane back to the US before you know it."
"Okay, okay. I get it, but look at him. Omg look, there's another hottie."
"Olive, I don't care. It's not like your ever going to see them again."
"Yes, but you might."
"Who said I'm staying in Norway"
"What are you talking about"
"Ollie, I want to come home. I want to spend time with you and jersey. I want to see my family that I haven't seen in years. I miss the US."
"But you have racing. And you have the school to do and-"
"Racing I can be anywhere. And they'll send me where I need to be. And the school, I can come back once in awhile for it."
"Olivia, listen to me. You have your life planned out already. I don't, hell I don't know what I'm doing tomorrow. But you have a great life here. Minnesota wasn't doing that for you. I can visit whenever and you can come to Minnesota whenever, don't come back full time. I'll get sick of ya"
"Are you sure?"
"I've never been more sure. Now go get that boys number for me" she says while pushing me.
"I hate you"
"You live me, now go get it."
I walk up to where she was talking about and holy sh*t, he's not just hot he's like I can't explain what I'm seeing.
Alright Olivia, put your damn head in check. It's not that hard, just go up to him. And ask him for his name, tell him you think he's cute and ask for his number. It's not that hard.
Nope. Hella nope. I'm not doing that, if olive wants his number, she will get it her self.
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Orphan Racer
General FictionOnly at 15, she's worldwide known for her racing skills and her bloodline. Traveling around the world for racing for formula 3 and maybe formula 2 can be tough on some people but not for Olivia James Dahleigh. Until her upsetting move back to her ho...